There's always next year

As Milton Bradley is placed on the 15-day DL, after a week of media-fueled melodrama with fellow Dodger Jeff Kent, and as Cesar Izturis is probably next to go on the DL — well, the Dodgers season is looking about as good as Milton’s 80%-torn patella tendon. Which is to say, awful. Forget the fact that we are technically still in the playoff hunt thanks to a woefully weak division. Even if we somehow manage to put together more than a couple of wins in a row and overtake the Padres, the rest of the National League winners would be creeping up on our rotting corpse like hyenas after the lions are done.

Sure, J.D. Drew might be back at some point. So might Barry Bonds for the Giants (now that the ‘special medicine’ is out of his system), and a fat lot of good it would do either of us.

But all is not lost. There are still like 30-something games left. And there is the fabled Next Year we’re always hearing about.

This has been a hard year to be a Dodgers fan, especially after that promising 12-2 start, and the subsequent false alarms, injury plague, and general malaise.

It’s easy to be a fan when your team is winning.

No matter what happens between now and the end of the season, I will be here next year, ready to cheer whoever is on the field, bleeding blue again.

Besides, hockey is back! ;) Go Kings!